"Wow..." A certain pair of green eyes is now admiring a huge first-class plane that they are walking towards. Beside her are the brothers who have been incredibly quiet ever since they left the apartment. She even pays no attention to the number of guards around the private airport that she has only seen now. Well, it's not like she has seen one in her simple life.
"Y-You guys...own this?" She asks as soon as they are on the stairs that lead to the inside of the jet.
"Bonten does. Here, let me hold your hand." Again, paying no mind, she just gave her hand to the man who guided her up the stairs. Before she walked inside, she still admired the open area where the plane is right now. She simply cannot believe that she is seeing all this for real. It's like a scene that came out of a novel. The power of the rich is what she prefers to call all of these privileges.
"Are you going to keep dawdling or are you getting in?" She turns around and meets eyes with a pair of indifferent purple eyes. Without her response, he just walked past her when she stepped aside for a bit. Man even clicked his tongue.
How odd. She felt slightly relieved that the man is back to his old self. Does that make her a masochist? Well, isn't that what she wants? To go back to the way things are between them? She thought that perhaps, the man wasn't thinking properly that night. Looking back to it, he reeked of strong alcohol. Maybe he was a bit drunk so he couldn't control himself. That's right. He and Asami got a bit too energetic that night so maybe, he got carried away with her, too.
Shaking her head, a small smile grew on her face and decided to walk in the huge extravagant plane. Better make sure to jot things down in her head so she could use everything as an inspiration. When they got inside, voices of various males welcomed her ears. And that's when she finally sees a whole group of men in their most extravagant aura and sophisticated suits.
"The Haitanis are here. And they brought one girl." She sees a man with buff figure seated on the left side. Facing his direction is a woman who smiled to their direction.
"Hello there, Ran-kun, Rindou-kun." As expected, it was Ran who responded with a smile and a greeting. Meanwhile, the younger male only nodded and looked for an empty seat.
"Hi, Kina-chan. How are you doing? By the way, let me introduce to you Sarina Samidori." Then, the smiling purple-haired turned to the black-haired female.
"Sarina-chan, this is Kinana Honda-chan and her boyfriend, Mochizaki Kanji. He is also one of us." Remarked the man which made the newly-arrived Sarina who extend her hand. How amused Ran felt upon seeing how natural she looked and sounded even when she met another one of them. She really is unbothered by the fact that the men around her now are lethal people who do lethal crimes for a living. How peculiar yet expected of her.
"Please call me Sarina. Nice to meet you."
"With pleasure. Call me Kina. She your new girl, Ran-kun?" The woman with orange hair says while shaking the green-eyed's hand. What she asked last made the eldest Haitani snicker and nod slightly, which collected his companion's disagreement.
"Please don't believe him. I'm just his maid." Replied the humble black-haired with a smile and chuckled with the pretty patisserie.
"By the way, are you the Kinana Honda, the owner of Kina's Cake and Pastries?" A pair of orange-colored eyes lit up.

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